When I first met PD, he was way into martial arts, self-defense and all that. He always stressed to me how important it is to be aware of your surroundings at all times. To make mental notes of exit doors, dark areas where bad people could be lurking, alternate “escape” routes, things like that. He presented me with a pocket-sized cannister of pepper spray which I carried on my key chain at all times. He also taught (and drilled) me on a custom-made-for-me plan which utilized my strengths, limited as they are, me being a skinny woman and all. But I learned some nifty moves that could possibly save my life, or at least gain me some valuable time if I were to ever be attacked in a dark parking lot, for instance. I also surprised him with my skill shooting at (and hitting) targets with a 9mm Taurus. (In a controlled, safe environment, of course.) But he always stressed to me to be aware of everything going on around me at all times. With PD, it is more like a sixth sense, ever-present and making him ever-vigilant.
Well, I found out today that I may need a refresher course. None of this came in handy at all in the video store when I said to PD with all the enthusiasm (and just a little sarcasm) I could muster, “Let’s rent Extreme Uncensored Chickfights?!”
All the training of my past kicked in AFTER I saw the gentleman standing on the other side of PD.
On the way to the check-out, I got the nerve to look over at PD and there he was with that look on his face that I’m oh-so-familiar with. The one that says “Look at you now!”
I’ll let you know how The Savages is (are?) after I watch it…